Seeing the yurt in front of him, Wushan was a little stunned, and seemed to have returned to the northern Xinjiang.

There are friends from afar, and it is not surprising that Zhu Zishan is no longer the former deputy mayor of Gangcheng, and has entered the provincial and ministerial level.

The friendship of the party school is still there, and now it has reached a higher level, after all, brothers support each other and support each other.

To be precise, it is solidarity, even if it is just a word, it can represent one's own attitude.

This is a flag in the suburbs of the provincial capital, and Party Secretary Cheng Hegeng was a subordinate of Lao Zhu in Gangcheng back then, and now he has also risen and become a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and Secretary of the Party Committee in Qili.

Lao Cheng's brother-in-law is the deputy head of the township and is in charge of literary education.

After Wushan saw this young man named Mo Rigen, he knew why his brother-in-law arranged for him to be in charge of this part.

He is not tall, about 1.65 meters, and as a man, he is slightly shorter.

It does not have the same strong physique as the average Mongolian, with a thin body and a bit of a hunched back.

Originally, he was not short-sighted, he wore a pair of flat glasses, and he spoke pretendically, I really don't know where this kid got his confidence.

Fortunately, Zhu Zishan and Wushan are not such picky people, and they don't care about him.

Unexpectedly, Mo Rigen has a beautiful and sensible daughter-in-law, who is also Mongolian, named Wuzhina.

Originally, in the impression of the Chinese people, after giving birth, the body shape of Mongolian women changed drastically, becoming as thick as a bucket.

From her back and side, you don't think it's a woman who has given birth at all, it's the front. At the age of about thirty, he looks like he is twenty-five or sixteen.

She was almost as tall as Morrigan. I really don't know what I like about that kid.

Uzhina's father, Wu Muhan, was the secretary of the village branch. A very strong Mongolian old man.

Obviously, he didn't like his son-in-law very much, and he squeezed out a smile when he saw Zhu Zishan coming.

On the summer prairie night, the cool breeze is blowing, and a bonfire party is specially organized in the village.

When dancing, Mo Zhigen obviously seemed to be a different person, and even the hunchback seemed to have become a lot straighter.

And Uzhina looked at her husband's eyes, full of love, maybe it was because she liked him?

The life of a pastoralist. Keeping pace with the times, the barbecue grill outside has also been passed in.

A living cow, under the knife of Ebony Han, in less than fifteen minutes, turned into a long strip of meat.

The knife flew like a half-fist-sized piece of meat, packed in a cowhide basket, and two stout young men were shirtless. Lift to the grill.

The Han people use charcoal to barbecue meat, and it seems that it is their own fuel, but I don't know what it is. It's not black, but it's red flames.

Meat skewers skewered with iron skewers can only be cooked over such a fire.

Lao Maozi was eating skewers. It is about five or six minutes cooked, and the Mongolians have to eat a little more cooked. It's about six or seven medium rare. The Han people are generally very familiar with food.

It seems that Zhu Zishan is very used to it. I picked up a bunch of meat, added a little more chili powder, and ate it with a hula la.

"Fourth, taste, whew, it's so good!" He urged while eating: "Hurry up, the people here are not as particular as the Han people, and they are fast and slow." ”

"Brother-in-law, do you think we just say bad things without hearing them?" This is Wuqi, the eldest son of Ebony Han, who grabbed a string and blew it lightly on the side of his mouth, testing the temperature from time to time.

"Eat, go to your mother's." He felt that the temperature was almost over, and threw the skewer in his hand to his eldest son, named Gazi.

"Brother Wu," the Wuqi man looked reckless, but spoke politely, "this is your first time with us, right?" Feel free to come by anytime you want in the future, eh, what about beer? ”

"No, you're wasting your beer." Zhu Zishan hurriedly stopped: "Hehe, the fourth child's amount of alcohol, a piece of beer, standing there and drinking without a." ”

"So powerful?" Wu Qike knew that his brother-in-law's brother-in-law was not a casual talker: "Let's have some mare's milk bar." ”

Wushan is very depressed these days, and the trained soldiers have already returned to the capital, are they all busy dividing up people?

As a coach, he was left dry, and now he has no seat.

The phone rang suddenly, and when he saw it, it turned out to be Xu Shiyou's call.

"Old man, are you finally willing to call me?" Wu Shan was full of resentment: "Say, I'm eating skewers on the grassland." ”

"Eat a skewer," Xu Shiyou's consistent style: "Hurry up, go back to Beijing immediately, there is something very important." ”

I also wanted to enjoy it here, regardless of the in Beijing.

But when it came to the end, he agreed without thinking about it.

Zhu Zishan mixed very well in Mongolian Province, and directly asked the provincial military district to drive a helicopter to the scene.

In the past, everyone had heard that this person was the leader of the province, and when they saw the plane coming, they realized how powerful this person was.

Since Wushan was leaving, he didn't stay, but he drove over and drove home with a smoke.

Fortunately, Mongolia Province and Beijing were not far apart, and the Yun-7 plane flew for more than two hours to reach the military airfield in the suburbs.

Unexpectedly, Tian Guanghua actually came to greet him in person.

"Brother Tian, what's the matter?" As soon as he got in the car, Wushan couldn't wait to ask.

"How good do you think I am?" Tian Guanghua smiled bitterly: "In front of those big guys, I'm just an errand runner." Good guys, they all had meetings for a day or two. ”

Could it be that something happened in Nanyang? Wu Shan chuckled in his heart, but it didn't show it.

Nima, all of them are great gods, and even the great men who didn't show up appeared in the army? Committee in a small conference room.

Looking at a large group of people, Wushan's scalp was numb, and even Zhao Lisheng and Ping Lao, Mei Lao and other deputy national level were qualified to participate.

The surviving marshals gathered, and the secretary of the East was sitting in danger.

"Coming?" Xu Shiyou let out a sigh: "Boy, I really didn't expect that you have any charm, even the Russians fall in love with you." ”

Wrong. If it's Nina's business, why do you need them to come forward? It's a big deal, it's enough for Monk Xu to give himself a few chestnuts.

"No way. The man is handsome. Wu Shan said with a grin: "Why don't I talk to them and let the handsome guy Xu go?" ”

"Roll the calves. Less mess. Xu Shiyou didn't care about the people at the scene, and began to shout: "You say, that kid Puxijin will contact us and name you to come over." ”

"Shall I go?" Wu Shan frowned: "What do you mean?" ”

"Didn't you read the newspaper?" Xu Shiyou patted his head: "I forgot that there is no specific information in the newspaper." ”

"That's it, that kid Pushkin, who was ousted from the position of mayor of Moscow by Gore who doesn't know which insanity, and he wants to take revenge."

The great man and the others just smiled with a smile on their faces, and it was obvious that everyone had studied the results.

They appear here. To show that you take this matter seriously, one attitude is enough.

And the reason for the appearance of Secretary Dongfang is intriguing, if it is not surprising, Xu Shiyou will finish this term, and it is estimated that the military power will be handed over to the No. 1 chief.

Of course, his appearance is just a symbolic meaning, after all, he is just a small character in front of the old-timers.

Even if one day, he really has military power. People who have to rely on the military system militarily.

"How good does it do for me to go alone?" Wu Shan disagreed: "Say, old man, how many troops are at my disposal." ”

"Mao is an army, you go alone." Xu Shiyou smiled slyly. The conversation changed: "As many mercenaries as you want, arrange for them to change jobs immediately." ”

"Won't it?" Wu Shan exclaimed, his heart beating violently. Whether it's Indochina or the South Seas. Compared with the vast borders of Soviet Russia, it is too far behind.

The most critical thing is. The territory of Soviet Russia is very rich in minerals, which can greatly increase the storage of China's share of resources.

"Little hill boy. That's how we arranged it," Nie Shuai couldn't help but speak: "Monk, don't bully children." ”

"In Asia and Europe, then we must take it down, whether it is a mercenary dispatch or a local minority uprising."

"And the desert of Central Asia, we don't need to hold it in our hands. After all, so many people follow your ass, give them a few republics, maybe even more motivated! ”

Hiss, Wu Shan couldn't help but gasp, what a generous effort.

The army that was dispatched in the past, at best, was the mercenaries sent to Eastern Europe last time, and the presence of 500,000 people on Caucasian soil caused the shock that still exists today.

Siberia is a vast region, and the army should be in the millions.

On the one hand, it can ensure the presence of troops in all lands to deter ethnic minorities in the occupied territories.

On the other hand, Soviet Russia was once the world's second-largest military power, and it may have counterattacked.

"No problem, I'll continue." Wu Shan gritted his teeth: "This time, let's give Puxijin a huge surprise." ”

"Before that happens, though, there's one more thing that needs to be addressed." He walked up to the map and drew a circle around the Mongol territory.

"Is it necessary for a modern country on horseback?" Xu Shiyou was a little unhappy: "They will be surrounded by people from our country at that time. ”

"You think it's meat on the cutting board?" Wushan couldn't help but roll his eyes: "You must know that the descendants of Genghis Khan are very unruly. ”

"Don't talk about Mongolia, even those ethnic minorities have always remembered the glory of the Great Yuan Empire."

These reasons are far-fetched, and the bigwigs next to them all frowned slightly.

Seeing everyone's eyes, Wushan knew that he couldn't hide it, so he had to tell the truth: "I can't forget the fact that Soviet Russia took advantage of the fire to rob and make Mongolia independent." ”

"What descendants of Genghis Khan? Isn't that what we have on the land of Mongolia? ”

"Little one, there may be some variables." Ye Shuai sighed: "In the past, we didn't design this country, no matter how big the area is, it won't be of much benefit to us." ”

"Maybe it's not difficult." Wushan smiled at Xu Shiyou: "What do you think?" ”

Chairman Xu, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, jumped up like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. (To be continued......)

PS: My family situation is very strict zhòng, on the verge of falling apart. I'm sorry, but this chapter was a little off track at the beginning, and I don't have time to revise it. Try to speed it up as fast as possible and finish it in a month or two.